

Mendoza, Argentina
Since we were on a roll, we signed up for another wine tour the following afternoon. As it was booked through the hostel we were a little apprehensive, fearing a bunch of booze-seeking twenty somethings (old, us?). However when the bus pulled up it was full of folk around our age and upwards - and all from S America.
Understanding little of the preamble on the bus out to the first vineyard, we flagged the issue and were assigned a private guide in English for th...